CHAPTER 1

"Hackers can expose your personal information and even shut down your entire business for hours, days or even for good. The growing sophistication of these cyber-attacks have left various organizations to clamp down on cyber criminals, thereby leading to the affair concerning cyber security."

He wore a three piece navy blue suit paired with a brown tie, by the looks of it the suit was Gucci. That was all he ever wore anyway but with that tie the outfit was tacky as hell. The ladies still fawned over him with those blue eyes and sandy brown hair. It was always easy for him to get any woman he wanted, that was his lifestyle in college… Before he met his wife, that is, after he saw her he became a one man kind of guy. That was the story anyway.

He smirked and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Technology is evolving and I am very sure you all came here to hear about the next big thing that will boost cyber-security."

The crowd nodded and murmured in agreement. The woman beside me giggled looking starry eyed. I rolled my eyes. Tell me without telling me you want him to get into your pants. Ugh women.

"I introduce you to C.A.R.T.E.R – Carrier Artificial Encrypted Resources."

The screen behind him shifted from its dark blue hue displaying his name to a brighter blue hue showing the abbreviation C.A.R.T.E.R.

"It consists at its core, a high functioning AI that processes data at incredible speed and never rests. It also has current operating systems. That means no lagging. Plus up to date special codes that allow the AI to distinguish between a cyber- attack and an Instagram post. Our safety online is secured. People, this is the future."

The room stood to give a standing ovation. He bowed. This man could sell any idea, no wonder he was a business mogul in tech. Powerful and dangerous in his own right.

This man was Robert Carrier.

Son of philanthropists George and Ernestine Carrier. First out of three children and only son. The backbone of the Carrier bloodline.

Robert Carrier got off the stage smiling and shaking the hands of probably various investors. As he spoke to a man 3 inches shorter than him a raven haired woman walked up to him. She was in a matching navy blue sleeveless dress with black pumps.

Ah Genevieve Carrier. Basically the trophy wife every man dreams of. Beautiful raven hair, blue eyes and an almond shaped face got her far in life. I heard she was a writer but who knows. I've never actually seen her write before.

She rested a hand on his shoulder and lightly pecked him signalling that she was around.

Robert noticed and introduced his wife to the potential client. I watched them for a few minutes and having my fill, I left. I would see them again.

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"You do not interrupt me when I am talking to someone Gen!. You wait like you are supposed to or did I not teach you well?"

As usual Robert was furious with her. His face was red with anger and his knuckles white with rage as he gripped the steering wheel of the car. The camera I installed the night before in his car gives me a perfect image and allows me to hear everything. Money well spent.

"Rob please, it was an accident, I didn't mean to."

Her face throbbed in pain as a whelp left her mouth. She expected this but the slap was so fast she didn't even notice it coming. Even if she screamed the car was sound proof. No one would hear.

"You bitch. Do you want to ruin me?. Is that your plan?."

Gen bowed her head in defeat like I have seen her do so many times, her tears fell silently.

"I'm sorry. I will never forget my teaching again. Forgive me."

With those words the anger seemed to dissipate from Robert's body. He placed a hand on her lap and she forced herself not to flinch.

"Good girl. Now let's go home so that you can apologize properly."

His perfect teeth lined up in a smile hiding the wolf that he really is. He turned on the electric car and they rode home in silence.

After a 30 minute drive, the pair arrived at a gate. Atop it sat words engraved into its metal.

CARRIER MANSION

I saw Genevieve straighten her posture but clench her fists on her thighs firmly before letting go. Rob pressed a button at the intercom by the gate and spoke into it with a gruff voice.

"Robert Carrier"

A voice replied back with a welcome.

''Welcome sir.''

A buzzing sound filled the air for a second and the gates started to open. The car slid through. From experience I knew they would go through twisting roads with luscious trees and plants adorning the large grounds. In another 5 minutes they would reach the mansion, well a castle if we were really being honest.

The place was grand for a 3 storey house, even had a huge fountain with mermaid statues. Two white marble columns stood out at the front with vines of colorful flowers climbing them. Their gardener was amazing with these plants.

The front of the Carrier mansion was modest compared to the inside.

Genevieve opened the huge double glass doors for Robert to get in. She got his coat immediately when the doors closed and hung it on the coat rack near the door.

The interior is white accompanied by the black railings adorned with gold carvings lining the double staircase that seems to wrap around the entire room. The staircase leads all the way up to the second floor where the couples room was. A bright diamond chandelier stood in the center of it all.

"Go and get changed."

Gen got shoved but reluctantly went to the room they shared. She whimpered and was on the verge of tears but she held them back. She knew what would happen when he heard her cry.

The doting wife went into her walk-in closet knowing exactly what to get. Roberts favorite play things. A blue box gets lifted down from the top shelf. It's opened to reveal black restraints, dog chain and a matching leather whip.

Genevieve cringed as she brought them out and placed them at the foot of the bed.

The large mahogany door opened to reveal Robert walking in with a smirk as his eyes landed on the tools. He gets to her and held her chin tightly.

"You didn't delay his time. Good girl."

She looked down at the ground afraid to look at him but seemed prepared for what always came next.

"Strip."

The clothes left her body one by one until she stood naked in the room. Restraints were put on her hands at the post on the edge of the bed to prevent her from struggling. He attached the dog collar tightly to her neck. I could tell from the discomfort on her face.

He gripped her hair tightly and licked his lips.

"On your knees."

Having no choice she knelt down and steeled her nerves.

"Who is your master?"

Robert spoke in a condescending manner. She looked him in the eyes and answered even through her shame.

"You are."

His anger flared as he gripped the whip.

"Never look me in the eyes you whore!"

The whip came down on her over and over like the thunder of a never ending storm. Her tears were hidden but I could see them, her pain was silent but I could feel it and her misery never ending.

Nothing could help her now. This was her life.

I closed my eyes. I couldn't watch. The worst part was still yet to come.